(23:07 / Saturday, May 12, 2007)
A Day Late.
Know what?
I officially claim myself as the most retarded person you can actually find on this planet. Oooh, yes. Okay apart from dear Rachel who cant differentiate between LEFT and RIGHT but im trying to be nice here so yeah, back to my retardedness.
After school yesterday, went to get flowers(: and before that we went to get soya bean stuff. And when i got my drink i found it so bland but i just thought it was too cold. So i didnt care and continued drinking until the last quater was left, i realised i forgot to stir the drink (RETARDED THING NUMBER ONE). Gah. Then Zihui came to find us in the shop and coincidentally, at that time, i was sitting under the aircon which HAPPENED to be leaking. And so i suddenly screamed cause i felt droplets of cold water on my arm (RETARDED THING NUMBER TWO). Then anyway, we took a sloooooow, loooooooong walk back home. And after Rachel walked into her estate, i continued taking a sloooooow, loooooooong walk until i reached my estate. And also a sloooooow, loooooooong walk up the sickening hill. And i walked into my house feeling so glad that i wasnt panting like a mad donkey cause i took so many sloooooow, loooooooong walks. And i turned my head and looked at the clock and WHOOOOH, i only have 15minutes left to bathe/eat/pack my stuff/spray the flowers (RETARDED THING NUMBER THREE).
Then anyway i met Rachel and we were so excited when the bus finally came but it stopped in front of us and OHMYGEE! It was a non-aircon bus. I was already perspiring like dont-know-what at that time because i was practically running to the busstop in case the bus came anytime soon. Gosh. And anyway we went to AMK MRT station and waited for Zihui for dont-know-how-long and then when we met her with her sister and mother we realised five couldnt get into a taxi (RETARDED THING NUMBER FOUR). So Rachel and I were about to hop onto the next taxi when Rachel spat out this fantastic phrase of words, "OH MY GOD! I DONT HAVE MY TICKET!".
Ohmygee. I was like :O all the way from the MRT station to the journey in the taxi (back to her house) to NUS!
And anyway, the driver was telling us he will drop us in the middle of NUS cause if he continues driving he will exit to Clementi Road. And we were like, WHATTHEHELLWEDONTKNOWANDCARE. So anyway, we got out of the taxi (he charged us 10cents less! cheap thrill, haha) and stood there.
"Soooo, where the hell are we?"
"Oooh look, campus map!"
And I dont know HOW, dont know WHY, but we looked and stared and the map for so long and couldnt find the UCC on the map (RETARDED THING NUMBER FIVE). And then we walked past 3 science blocks (something of that sort) and went to the bus stop. We asked the people around and they didnt know. So we started getting panicky and called alot alot alot of people and apparently they didnt know where the hell we were either! And then after looong (yes, LONG) decision, we decided to walk back to where we alighted. And we stared at the map once again. And we saw the UCC, right to the end of the map! -Imagine me crying out for joy- I bet the driver was gloating after he dropped us off and saw the UCC.
So we walked and walked (why did we even think of walking?) and arrived at the next campus map. After what seemed like a few long kilometres, we realised we only pass a few mm on the map. OHMY. So we walked and TRIED to flag a taxi at the same time (RETARDED THING NUMBER SIX) - try doing that for 10minutes straight. And i swear we must have looked like two retarded stranded penguins. Then we finally got ANOTHER taxi, and we spent 60cents to get to the UCC ($3 taxifare)!
Then we alighted and there, awaiting our arrival, was a bunch of people who were laughing their asses off (RETARDED THING NUMBER SEVEN). Yeah, cause we called approximately 'the whole world'. IN OTHER WORDS - 'the whole world' knew about Rachel and Jia Hui's misadventure to the UCC.
Then performance, BAND!, performance, performance. And interval. Then performance, performance, performance (the number of 'performance's are an estimate).
Then it ended and my mom didnt want to come and fetch my sister and i so we had to get a cab (not again?!) and so we decided to share a cab with Sijia and Rachel. And i reached home quite late.
ANYWAY, i've decided that i might not want to take a taxi again anytime soon because ;
1) The two taxi drivers might have gone back and told their families/ friends/ neighbours/ colleagues/ bosses about these two weird people and about how they keep getting paranoid about being late.
2) I dont think i want to be reminded of the 'hail a taxi (vigorously)' and then later realise that there is someone else in the taxi.
3) I can't bear to look at the meter.
4) I dont have any regular place to go that is NOT of walking distance! Wahaha x)
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Mother's Day tomorrow!
Oh and i have curly hair! This is getting too random.